Terrence’s knees trembled as he sat in the crowded waiting room of Dr. Nocturne’s clinic. The room was cheerful enough—there were plastic rockets dangling from the ceiling, a basket of colorful books in the corner, and a whiff of warm cocoa in the air—but none of that could stop Terrence’s heart from thumping like a runaway drum. Tomorrow, Dr. Nocturne would be checking Terrence’s mysterious toothache, and Terrence desperately wished he could vanish into the floor. You see, every kid in Willowby whispered tales about Dr. Nocturne. Some said he could turn invisible, others swore he only worked at night, and the bravest insisted he was not just a doctor—he was a vampire! Terrence’s best friend Molly had gasped, “Maybe he’ll bite your neck instead of fixing your tooth!” Terrence tried to act brave, but every time he saw a poster with Dr. Nocturne’s pale face and velvety coat, he shivered. ...

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